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A LiveJournal Post

One more concert addendum…

Of course, Keith Brinegar won the tickets. He wins radio station contests constantly – the DJs all know him by name. *sigh*

Well, that concert I mentioned is Tuesday the 30th in Virginia Beach, so I wouldn’t possibly have been able to go anyway. It figures, ’cause I could easily have won the tickets this morning by identifying the three TV show themes.

I hope my sweetie feels better. raininva was not well last night, and not a lot better this morning. She says she’s going to leave work as soon as she can do so without penalty, which is good. Go home and rest, hun! I love you!

Magic 104.9 FM just said that they’ll be giving away tickets this week to a Blondie / B-52’s concert. I don’t know where or when this show is, probably in Charlotte or Maryland or something, but this sounds like my kind of show. 🙂

Just another froody Friday

Welcome, Dave (calandra) and Eric (epawtows), to yet another corner of cyberspace claimed by local fandom. Dave caused me a minor LiveJournal crisis this morning… I color code all my friends posts to the user… but I’d already used most of the workable combinations that had black backgrounds. Found another, though.

There’s a rushing sound in my left ear… it pulses in time to my heartbeat, so I have the feeling it’s related to blood flow… it gets worse when I move my head quickly, then subsides… it also gets louder when I’m agitated. I don’t know what it is, but it’s both worrying and annoying me. I should probably get checked for hypertension.

Missed lunch with the lovely raininva today ’cause I wasn’t watching the clock. It does mean I get to leave work earlier, since I’ll eat at my desk, but I hate missing time with her. It’s funny, but we both agree that even when we’re in separate rooms of our apartment, doing our own things, we’re more together than when one of us is there and the other’s off somewhere.

Enjoying hypertext

Okay… I have just proved to myself that I don’t have a single functioning braincell.

I’ve only been reading jdunson‘s comments to my various friends‘ posts for several days. Only today did it occur to me that I could add him to my Friends List.

D’oh!!

Hi James! I just downloaded the OS X binaries for ToME after reading your mentions in your journal. If this game sucks away my life like a Blizzard game does, it’s all your fault. 🙂

An un-seen episode of “The Prisoner”

I am psychically unwell this morning… no, I don’t mean I’m receiving bad telepathy, I mean I am in a state of mental unbalance. Like my consciousness spent too much time on a ride at the Salem Fair.

Rough dreams last night… the first one directly influenced by the TV Rain was watching last night. I dreamed I was Sarah Jessica Parker’s character on Sex and the City, pregnant, and being chased by government agents who wanted the Pelican Brief. (oookaaayyy…)

After the agents were stopped, they handed me my baby, and I broke down and cried. Just bawled. The only reason that’s pertinent is that, when I woke up, I felt emotionally like I really had cried, for a good long time… just wrung out and clouded.

But the dreams didn’t end there… I dreamed that I woke up – everything in the dream became hyper-clear. I got up, and went to the window in another room that overlooks the residential road. It seemed to be around 3 or 4 am. An 18-wheeler with way too many running lights drove by at a casual pace… there was a burst of golden sparks, like fireworks. When they cleared, the street was empty… until a light blue, t-shaped, levitating object bigger than a car cruised by just as casually. I left the window, convinced that I’d seen something I wasn’t supposed to have seen, and I was going to regret it shortly… it wouldn’t be a friendly Will Smith coming to neuralize me, oh no.

So when I finally woke up for real, I felt wrung out, clouded, paranoid and worried.

Good way to start the day, huh?

One more thing to clutter my friends page

For those users out there who don’t read the LJ news; now, if you are a paid user, you can add slashdot, the geek news site, as an LJ friend. Basically means you get the headline and links to each article.

I’m gonna try it for a while, but Iffen I don’t like it, gone it will be.

I cannt tyype…

I meant to say that MiB 2 was not as good as the first one.

Also, I’m glad that I’ll finally get to play Voyager: Elite Force holomatch with Rain. Of course, she’ll find her groove in about a game and a half and start kicking my butt, but at least I can spawn a cube’s worth of Borg to help out if it starts getting too humiliating.

So, like, I had a long post almost ready yesterday… but I had to slot a Zip disk to check a reference. I should know better. The Zip driver for OS X crashes the desktop every time (no big deal, the process restarts automatically)… but this time it locked up the whole machine, I had to do a hardware restart. Lost my post, and just wasn’t up to re-typing it.

Anyway.

Figured out the last problem I was having with the special effect for my friend’s wedding video. Rain wants me to change the timing slightly, but that will just be an evening’s work. I’m learning a lot – maybe I can be meiran and raininva‘s special-effects tech when they are famous moviemakers.

Return to Castle Wolfenstein is very hard in single-player. Hey, game designers – some of us don’t play Quake 3 Arena 40 hours a week. The easy setting is supposed to be… easy.

Yes, I enjoyed MiB 2… no, it was as good as the first one.

Got the final “Robotech: Macross” boxed set this weekend, thanks to Rain. It even has the “Robotech: Sentinels” pilot as an extra – a film that made Macross purists howl. Only four more boxed sets to go before I have the whole Robotech series… then I can get the UFO set… then Monty Python’s FC… then Thunderbirds… what do you mean they’re already released ST:TNG third season?

MPEG-2 is going to be very expensive to me, I can see that.

Ooops… my boss’ laptop is throwing a kernel panic… won’t boot off the hard drive or the CD. This oughta be fun…

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